"Amitabha Buddha!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited the Buddha's name, "Even if King Qinguang has done a thousand wrongs, he is still the Underworld Yama Lord. As I am anointed to oversee this Netherworld, I cannot stand by and watch him be slaughtered! Sun Wukong, your purpose has already been achieved, why must you create more killing? Return to the City of the Wrongly Dead!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's face was calm, and suddenly a Buddha's light burst forth from his seven-treasure staff, forcing Sun Wukong back several zhang. Withdrawing the staff, he had a face filled with the majesty of his treasures, and his mount, the psychic divine beast Deva, came to his side, bowing its head and growling twice at Sun Wukong.
"You recognize me, Old Sun? That's right, I've long heard that the psychic divine beast under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can hear all things in the world, especially adept at discerning the human heart. Seeing it today, it truly is extraordinary!"
